"Hours?" Billy tried, hard, not to look crestfallen. He put a smile back on and lolled his head to look at the ceiling as Frank tucked in against him. "Yeah, man. Whatever you've gotta do. Of course."
Hours. All he wanted to do was fall asleep for a while, but he didn't dare now. What if he-- what? What if he missed something? Frank was about to pass out, too, what the fuck was he going to miss? But somehow the reminder that this would all end, and soon, made an uncomfortable desperation twist up in his chest.
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Date: 2018-07-24 04:08 am (UTC)Hours. All he wanted to do was fall asleep for a while, but he didn't dare now. What if he-- what? What if he missed something? Frank was about to pass out, too, what the fuck was he going to miss? But somehow the reminder that this would all end, and soon, made an uncomfortable desperation twist up in his chest.
You're stuck with me now, Bill.
He tried not to doubt.